<p>I just wanted to make a funny thread of coincidences/mishaps/cool things/etc. that happened in the process of applying for boarding schools. Here's mine:</p>
<p>After interviewing at Groton, I met with the math head, whose name was Mr. Choate. (spelled and pronounced just like Choate Rosemary Hall).
I was recommended to speak to Mr. Choate by Mr. Hardej, the Exeter math head who has a son at Groton.</p>
<p>Add your two cents!</p>
<p>Your story about Groton reminds me of one of my incidents. I was having a tour at Groton, and my tour guide wanted to show me the hockey rink. She was like, "this rink turns into tennis courts during the spring!" So we went inside.... It was a little chilly, because, you know, it's an ICE hockey rink...? We wanted to move on, but we suddenly couldn't get out! The door was locked!! It could only be opened from the outside, and not from the inside. We had to wait inside the dark freezing hockey rink until the next tour guide and family came to rescue us... :D</p>
<p>We were walking around the campus, and we came around to face a building. I asked "What's that?" and the tour guide was like... "That's the admissions building. It's where we started the tour." Ooops. I mean, it was a different angle, cmon!!</p>
<p>lol saer :) lol</p>
<p>pinkheart23, to me the story of Mr Choate wasn't as funny as the story how the Exeter math head send his son to Groton haha</p>
<p>I thought it was weird that someone so important at Exeter (a head, no less), would send his son to Groton. But I suppose it shows that he really cares what his son wants...but, however, since his son is in 8th grade, Groton could just be a "building block" for Exeter as freshman. I hope not. It makes me unhappy that sometimes people send their kids to awesome, but smaller schools with 8th grade, such as Groton, only to pull them out when they were old enough to go to more widely known schools. I have heard of this happening multiple times.</p>
<p>Groton's just good as Exeter.
To most people who deal with BS, Groton's just as prestigious and "widely known" as the latter.</p>
<p>Saer, the exact same thing happened to me too!!! I was so embarrased afterwards!</p>
<p>On our tour of Andover, I was marvelling at how our tour guide was able to maneuver through the snow banks and icy walkways. All the while she was spinning around talking to us. As I said to her," wow you are really good at walking backward and through the snow", she says "I hope you don't mind climbing over some snow" And I say" I just don't want you to....fall" as I proceed to fall right on my bottom on the icy sidewalk at Andover in front of DS, our tour guide and another tour guide and their family!!! DS found it quite amusing!</p>
<p>Haha, glitters, it was sooo embarrassing. It was kinda overwhelming just to be on campus, and then I'm like pointning to all these buildings like "What's that? What's that?" Haha... Awkwaaard.</p>
<p>Saer, I kept doing that too! Like, my interviewer pointed out a building and then 2 seconds later I would forget and ask her again! </p>
<p>And there was this time at SPS where I was running 5 minutes late and my mom told me to go ahead and check-in while she parked. BIG MISTAKE! she got lost and the tour guide and I waited for her for like, 15 minutes! lol :)</p>
<p>Oh yeah, another thing:
When I was visiting Exeter, I got in late the night before my interview and my mom, dad, and I decided to take a look around the campus. When we turned around a corner, there was a glass door in a side entrance to one of the dorms. There was a girl and a guy and they were like all over each other. And my dad says, "You are absolutely not going to Exeter," really seriously. I thought it was really funny! haha I still laugh about it. :)</p>
<p>Aww, PA-C, you and my mom are similar in that respect! My mom wipes out epically...</p>
<p>But you're right! The tour guides have some kind of radar because, seriously, at all three of my schools, the tour guides walked backwards while talking and opening doors. I wonder if it's part of the training? =P</p>
<p>As for my embarrassing experience, I really couldn't think of any until I came upon a repressed memory from Deerfield... My mom and my brother were sitting with my Deerfield's sort of admissions waiting room and there were a bunch of other nervous-looking people sitting around waiting to be interviewed. They were all very quiet and timid but of course my mom, having gone to Andover and not having a very high opinion of Deerfield, was noisily rifling through old yearbooks and the school paper pretty irreverently as the other families looked on with expressions that quite clearly told me they thought she was a little impolite... then, all of a sudden, my mom's phone started ringing in this near silent waiting room - and she didn't even notice! I had to tell her it was hers and when she finally realized that the loud ringing was coming from her pocket, she couldn't figure out how to hang up, so I had to do it for her! We got some serious glares...</p>
<p>I can't think about anything too awful, but at exeter my interviewer was eh.. not too great. He asked me what my favorite subject was in school and I was like "Oh, I'd have to say that my favorite subject would be math.." and he was like "I hate math.", and didn't say anything afterwords. There was a solid robably 5 seconds of awkward silence before I nervously rambled on about how english and social studies were great too, but still. It was just weird.</p>
<p>Tom the cat: Yeah that cell phone thing sounds like me too! The other day I was in the car with the family frantically looking for my cell phone, accusing h of having it, thinking i left it at home ect, finally I call it using my h's phone- and it starts ringing - it takes me a few seconds to realize it's right on my lap! DUH!!!</p>
<p>My d met an alumni rep at a cafe for her interview. Her younger sister, 9, had to come along. She was given strict instructions about how to behave. I sat with her at a table facing away from my d and her interviewer. My younger d tells me she needs to use the restroom and she leaves. I look up a few minutes later and instead of going to the bathroom, my younger d has stopped a few feet from the table where her sister is being interviewed and is leaning over with her hand cupped around her ear trying to listen in on her sister's interview. She is in plain site of everyone, except her sister who has her back to her. The interviewer did not say anything, but she had to see her. Once I finally got her attention and she came over to our table, she says I just wanted to hear what they were saying. I am glad this was the last interview.</p>
<p>I remember, on my tour around a school, we asked if our tour guide had any relatives that worked at the school. The girl said 'yes, my mom is a teacher here'. Come to find out, her mom is the Headmistress of the school. She did not bother to tell us. :)</p>